Linda reads from On the Road Home by Wallace Stevens

Linda Little reciting a bit of TS Eliot's Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

Rumor Mill No more to say Move on and through Do the right thing Means nothing to you Kick a friend when he's down May you never lack for love when your turn comes around It comes around It goes around It comes around Rumors Vilify…

An excerpt from a jam with Humans3 (minus1) live at the Grackle Art Gallery

Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman

More practicing soloing over changes.

Another environmental piece, rain and cigar box guitar.

Eidolon come to me My love left like ash on the wind Please my Eidolon visit me Though I can't touch you But I can see You're golden hair turn grey All sweet things must end My sweet Eidolon

warterfall and pitch altered 12 string

Practicing over changes

Some of the more interesting guitar pieces from June.

Im pissed off!

7 acoustic guitar improvs from April all stuck together.

Don’t let tequila do the talkin Well there’s trouble in paradise again I thought that you were cheatin I wanted to talk to you So I scheduled a meetin But when I started to sqwak You turned around and walked But you know I just can…